A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Arielle, who was on the cruise, stared at the two threads as she summarized Ronald’s words for Vinson.

-Instantly, Vinson looked even tenser. “I don’t know much about him since he’s very secretive… But I remember hearing his voice when those people tried to kill me at sea. He called me a ‘dirty black rat.’ I guess he hates the color black.”

At once, Arielle placed the dagger below the black thread. She put her phone between her shoulder and her cheek. “I’ll cut the black one, then…”

Vinson’s forehead began to perspire heavily. Agitated, he paced back and forth. “Wait! How much time do you have left?”

Arielle glanced at the timer. “Fifteen seconds.”

“Let me think. Let me think…” Upon closer observation, there was a slight tremble in Vinson’s voice.

Never in his life had he felt this nervous before.

cried, “Don’t cut it! Arielle, run! Jump overboard!

very moment, immense fear, helplessness, and

caused this mess and did not know much about

he put

could not gamble with her life based on the limited info he had

not take any

voice, “Ignore them, Arielle! Run! I can’t let you die for

today, I’ll live in remorse and agony for the

hastily, “Even if you don’t care about yourself, you gotta consider your mother, too! Who’ll find out the truth about her if you’re dead? Didn’t you

become a killer like them…” Arielle spoke before placing the phone away from her.

cut

with bloodshot eyes gave off a murderous aura. He seemed to be shrouded in a dark mist, and nobody would dare to look him in